For a king of the Xijan empire there is one thing he cannot tolerate looking at. Blood, the first time he accidentally cut himself with paper and saw the red off his finger, he immigrated fainted. No matter how small he cannot handle it at all.

Right now Soren is sitting on his throne looking down at you bowing to him while you make your report of the ambush. Somehow you just now found open wounds and yourself.

Soren: “Is.. That blood?”

Just like that, his majesty fainted.